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urn lira wer'S falls.
Farmers are becoming very ranch dis
couraged about their crops not being
near ready to plant.
The singing at the home of Miss Ethel
Hayes last Sunday afternoon was very
much enjoyed by the young.people,’ es
pecially tbo visiting girls in the com
munity.
Mr. C. P. Wynn, one of our hustling
yonng men, was in the Slate City last
Wednesday shaking hands with liis
numerous friends.
Mr. and Mrs. E A. Morgan were
shopping in the Slate City last week.
Miss Ola Wright, one of Lime
Branch's popular young ladies, was a
welcome visitor among her many rela
tives and friends the past week.
The party at the lovely home of Mr.
Will Everett last week was grand.
Everyone seemed perfectly charmed
with the music rendered by two of our
most prominent young men.
Mr. E. C. Wright visited home folks
last Sunday near Young’s.
Success to ye kind Editors. Guess.
Remarkable Care of Rheumat ism.
Kex.na, Jackson Co., W. Va.
About three years ago my wife had
an attack of rheumatism which con
fined her to her bed for over a month
and rendered her unable to walk a
step without assistance, her limbs be
ing swollen to double their normal
size. Mr. S. Maddox insisted on my
using Chamberlain’s Pain Balm. I
purchased a fifty-cent bottle ami used it
accordingtothedirectionsand the next
morning she walked to breakfast with
out assistance in any manner, and she
has not had a similar attack since.—A.
B. Parsons. For sale by E. Bradford.
Cheek wins in this world—especially
if the cheek is plnmp and rosy.
“No family can afford to be without
One Minute CongU Cnre. It will stop
n cough and a cold quicker than any
other medicine,” writes C.W. Williams,
Sterling Bun, Pa. It cures croup,
bronchitis and all throat and lung
troubles and prevents consumption.
Pleasant and harmless. E. Bradford.
“Every man should have a purpose in
life,” remarked the severe old lady, as
she sized up the tramp through her
steel rimmed spectacles. “Yes’m,” said
the tramp; “mine’s makin’ footprints m
de sands o’ time; an’ as dere don’t seem
ter be much doin’ here, I guess I’ll
make a few tracks.”
If troubled with rheumatism, give
Chamberlain’s Pain-Balm n trial. It
will not cost you a cent if it does no
good. One application will relieve the
pain. It also cures sprains and bruises
in one-third the time required by and
other treatment. Cuts, burns, frost
bites, qninsey, pains in the side any
chest, glandular and other swellings
are qnickly cured by applying it.
Every bottle warranted. Price, 25 and
50 cts. E. Bradford, Druggist.
One way to judge a man’s character
is by what he doesn’t soy.
“I think DeWitt’s Little Early Risers
are the best pills in the world,” says \Y.
E. Lake, Happy Creek, Va. They
remove all obstructions of the liver and
bowels, act quickly and never gripe.
E.Bradford. , '
The weather is as changeable ah a
clieap^olitician.
For coughs and colds there is no med
icine so effective as Ballard’s Hore-
hound Syrup. It is the ideal remedy.
Price 25 cents and 50 cents. T. F. Biir-
bank.
Some men are so well known that
they can’t even borrow an umbrella.
To those living;
in malarial districts Tutt’s Pills
are indispensible, they keep the
system in perfect order and are
an absolute cure
for sick headache, indigestion,
malaria, torpid liver, constipa
tion and all hilious diseases.
Tutt’s Liver Pills
Kodo!
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It artificially digests thefood and aids
Nature in strengthening and recon
structing the exhausted digestive or
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can approach it in efficiency. It in
stantly relieves and permanently cures
Dyspepsia, Indigestion, Heartburn,
Flatulence, Sour Stomach, Nausea,
SickHeadaclie.Gastralgia, Cramps, and
all other results of imperfect, digestion.
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flashes from sir a res.
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Mr. H. M. Anderson made a business
trip to Home last week.
Mr. Ben Baldwin made a trip to
Young’s last Saturday.
Itev. G. W. Groce, of your city, will
preach at Antio'ch next Sunday morn
ing. Let all wno can come and hear
this good man preach a good sermon
Mr. Will Baldwin attended preaching
at Bethlehem Sunday,
Mr. John Sexton is quite sick with
fever at this writing We hope he may
be well soon.
Joseph Wright has been numbered
with the sick the past few days. We
hope be may be able to return to school
duties this week.
Hon. J. E. Honseal was at our school
Thursday last.
Mrs. J. V. Atkins is quite sick at her
home near Antioch. May she be spared
many years to be loyal to her Maker,
whom she has been serving for over
half a century.
May the Lord bless the brave, Chris
tian women of our land country.
B. B. Callaway.
The Best i’n-the World.
We believe Chamberlain's Cough
Remedy is the best in the world.
A few weeks ago we suffered with a
severe cold and a troublesome cough,
and having read their advertisements
ip our own and other papers we pur
chased a bottle to see if it would effect
us. It cured us before the bottle was
more than half used. It. is the best
medicine out. for cr.Ids and coughs.—
The Herald, A ndersbnyjlle, I nil. For
sale by E. Bradford.
The big Convention Ilall at Kansas
City, Mo., where lion. Win. Jennings
Bryan was to have;been nominated for
President by an enthusiastic Democ
racy on July 4th,was burned last week;
but while the fire was in progress the
plucky citizens were circulating sub
scription papers, and a new ball will
be built in time to accommodate the
Democratic hosts.
Otto Korb, Grand Chancellor, K. P.,
Boonville, Ind., says, “DeWitt’s Witch
Hazel»Salve soothes the most delicate
skin and heals the most stubborn nicer
with certain and good results.” Cures
piles and skin diseases. Don’t bny an
imitation. E. Bradford.
A man never fully realizes what a
hard world this is until he steps on a
banana skin and lands head first on the
asphalt. '
W. H. Shipman, Beardsley, Minn.,
under oath, says he suffered from dys
pepsia for twenty-five years. Doctors
and dieting gave but little relief.
Fiually be nsed Kodol Dyspepsia Cure
and now eats wbatjie likes and as mneb
as he wants, and be feels like a new
man. It digests what you eat. E.
Bradford.
Even the peoplo who go through
life leisnrely find themselves ont of
breath when death ^finally overtakes
them. _ _• |
Never judjje a mar’s actions" until
you know his motive.
W. W. Mayhew, Merton, Wis., says;
“I consider One Minute Cough Cure a
most wonderful medicine, qnick and
safe.” It is the only ■ harmless remedy
that gives immediate results. It cures
coughs, colds, croup,bronchitis, grippe,
whooping cough, pneumonia and all
throat and lung diseases. Its early use
prevents consumption. Children always
like it and mothers endorse it. E. Brad
ford.
The New York Jonrnal prints a sen
sational story that a secret letter is
being sent from the Republican head
quarters to all the trusts in the conn tty,
demanding immediate campaign funds
as a price of protection. According to
the story, the letter was prepared at a
conference between Senator Hanna,
First Assistant Postmaster Gen. Perry
Heath and the moneyed members or
Republican national committe, and has
jbeen sent out by the organization.
This letter calls attention to the profits
the trust manufacturers have been able
to secure under Republican rule in the
past,and points out that to enjoy them in
the future the re-election of President
McKinley is absolutely necessary.. It
is claim ed that it is proposed to raise
50,000,COO in this way.
J. I. Carson, Prothonotary, Washing
ton, Pa., says, “I have found ICodol
Dyspepsia Cure an excellent remedy in
case of stomach, tronble, and have de
rived great benefit from its use.” It
digests wlmt yon eat and can not fail
to cure. E. Bradford.
Libel Cor Diyoi ee.
t Adams ) No..39,;In p.ilk Siip. r'oi
• 1'Court, February Term.
defend-
Wm. Adams J woo.
ll appearing-that. Win. Ad;
anl in the-forego ng petition; resgles
out of the state anil that it is iiece sar^
to perfect service upon him by puhliea
tioii: It is ordered that ?erv ee he per
fected by publication in -the paper ir
which ’Sheriffs advertise ments arc
printed Iwicea month 'or two months.
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JL, ROBERT HARDY’S
If SEVEN DATS.
_J A DREAM AND ITS CONSEQUENCES.
BY REV. CHARLES M. SHELDON,
Author of “In His Steps,” “I7ie Crucifixion of Philip Strong,” “ATalcom iviriv,” Etc.
[Copyright, 1900, by Advance Publishing Co.]
>\op.
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Sat.
Sun-
air. tia'rdy laid Ins itanu In. the other,
and his lips moved in prayer of hum
ble thanksgiving. Wlmt. Robert Hardy!
Is this that proud titan who only the
day before was so lifted up with self-
1,-,- L atdtosr cappy tit toe ainJospuei e. m
that home and the thought that he
could still for a little while create joy
for those who loved him. Suddenly he
spoke of his other son:—
i wish George.would come in. Then
ishuess that he could coldly criticise , our family circle would he complete.
his own minister for saying that peo
ple ought to he more Chris, like? Are
you standing here in this poor man’s
house which two days ago you would
not have deigned to enter and beseech
ing him as your brother iu the great
family of God to forgive you for what
you have done aud left undone? Yes;
you have looked.into the Face of Eter
nity; you realize now what life really
means and what souls are ready
wort li.
He went out after a few words with
the family aud saw all the other injur
ed men. By the time he had finished
these visits it was dark, aud he eager
ly turned home, exhausted with the
day's experience, feeling as if he had
lived in a new world aud at the same
time wondering at the rapidity with
which the time had fled.
He sighed almost contentedly to him
self as he thought of the evening with
his family and how lie would enjoy it
after the disquiet of the day. His wife
was there to greet him, and Alice and
Clara and Bess clung about him as be
took off his coat and came into the
beautiful room where a cheerful fire
was blazing. Will came down stairs
as his father came in, and in the brief
interval before, supper was ready Mr.
Hardy related the scenes of the day.
They were all shocked to hear of
Seoville’s death, and Mrs. Hardy at
.once began to discuss some plans for
relieving the family. Bess volunteered
to give tip half her room to one of the
children, and Alice quietly outlined a
plan which immediately appeared to
her father businesslike and feasible.
In the niklst of this discussion supper
was announced, and they all sat down.
“Where is George?” asked Mr. Hardy.
Ordinarily he would have gone on with
the meal without any reference to the
boy, because he was so often absent
from the table. Tonight he felt an ir
resistible longing to have all his chil
dren with him.
“He said he was invited out to sup
per with the Brantleys,” said Clara.
Mr. Hardy received the announce
ment in silence. He felt the bitterness
of such indifference on . the part of his
older son. “What!” he said to himself.
“When he knows I had such a little
while left, could he not be at home?”
Then almost immediately flashed into
him the self reproach even stronger
than his condemnation of his boy.
“How mnch have I done for him these
last ten years to win his love and pro
tect him from evil?”
After supper Mr. Hardy sat down by
his wife, and in the very act- he blush
ed with shame at the thought that he
could not recall when he had spent an
evening thus. He looked into her face
and asked gently:
“Mary, what do you want me to do?
Shall I read as we used to in the old
days?”
“No: let us talk together,” replied
Mrs. Hardy, bravely driving back ber
tears. “1 cannot realize what it all
means. I have been praying all day.
Do you still have the impression you
bad this morning?’-’
“Mary, 1 am if anything even more
convinced that God has spoken to me.
The impression has been deepening
with me all day. When I looked into
poor Seoville’s face, the terrible nature
of my past selfish life almost over
whelmed me. Oh, why have I abused
God’s goodness to me so awfully?”
There was silence a moment. Then
Mr. Hardy grew more calm. He began
to discuss what he would do the second
day. He related more fully the inter
view with the men in the shop and his
visits to the injured. He drew Clara to
him and began to inquire into her trou
bles in such a tender, 0 Ioving way that
Clara’s proud, passionate, willful na
ture broke down, and slie sobbed out
her story to him as she had to ber
mother the night before.
Mr. Hardy promised Clara that he
would see James the next day. It was
true that James (Saxton had only. a
week before approached Mr. Hardy
and told him in very manful fashion of
his love for bis daughter, but Mr. Har
dy had treated it as a child's affair, and
in accordance with his usual policy in
family matters had simply told Clara
and Bess to discontinue their visits at
the old neighbor's. But now that he
heard the story from the lips of • his
own daughter he saw the seriousness
of it, and crowding back all liis former
pride and hatred of the elder Caxton be
promised Clara to see James the next
day.
Clara clung to her father in loving
surprise. She was bewildered, as were
all the rest, by the; strange event that
had happened, to her father, but she
never had so felt his love before, and,
forgetting for awhile the significance
of his wonderful dream, she felt liappy
in his presence and in his affection for
her.
The evening had sped on with sur
prising rapidity while all these matters
There was his son George, too drunk to
stand alone.
But it is bedtime for you, Bess, and all
of us, for that matter.”
It was just then that steps were
heard on tile front porch, and voices
were heard as if talking In whispers.
The hell rang. Mr. Hardy rose to go
to the door. His wife clung to him ter
rified.
"Oil. don’t go. Robert! I am afraid
for you.”
“Why. Mary,, it cannot be anything
to harm me. Don’t lie alarmed.”
Nevertheless lie was a little startled.
The day had been a trying one for him.
He went to the door, his' wife and the
children following him close behind.
He threw it wide open, and there, sup
ported by two of his companions, one
of them the young man Mr. Hardy
had seen in the hotel lobby at noon,
was his son George, too drunk to stand
alone. He leered into the face of bis
father and mother with a drunken look
that froze their souls with despair as
the blaze of the hall lamp fell upon
him reeling there.
And so the first of Robert Hardy’s
seven days came to an end.
CHAPTER V,7
Mr. Hardy was a man of great will
power, but this scene with his drunken
son crushed him for a moment and
seemed to take the very soul out of
him. Mrs. Hardy at first uttered a
wild cry and then ran forward and,
seizing her elder boy. almost dragged
him into tlje house.’ while Mr. Hardy,
recovering from his first shock. looked
sternly at the companions of the boy
and then shut the door. That night
was a night of sorrow In that family.
The sorrow of death is not to be com
pared with it
But morning came, as It comes alike
to the condemned criminal and to the
pure hearted child on a holiday, and
after a brief and troubled rest Mr.
Hardy awoke to his second day, the
memory of the night coming to him at
first as an ugly dream, but afterward
as a terrible reality. His boy drunk!
He could not make it seem possible.
Yet there in the next room he lay in a
drunken stupor, sleeping off the effects
of Ills debaucE of the night before, Mr.
Hardy fell on liis knees and prayed for
meryy. again repeating the words, “Al
mighty God. help me to use the remain
ing days In the wisest and best man
ner.” Then calming himself by a tre
mendous effort lie rose np and faced
the day’s work as bravely as any man
under such circumstances could.
After a family council. In which all
of them were drawn nearer together
than they ever had been before on ac
count of tlieir troubles, Mr. Hardy out
lined the day’s work something as fol
lows:
First, he would go and see James
Caxton and talk over the affair with
him and Clara. Then he woufd go
down to the office and arrange some
necessary details of his business. If
possible, he’ would come home to
luucli. In the afternoon lie would go
to poor Seoville’s funeral, which had
been arranged for 2 o’clock. Mrs.
Hardy announced her intention to go
also. Then Mr. Hardy thought he
would have a visit with George and
spend the evening at home arranging
matters with reference to bis own
death. With this programme in mind
he finally went away after an affection
ate leave taking with his wife and
children.
George slept heavily until the middle
of the forenoon and then awoke with a
raging headache. Bess had several
times during the morning stolen into
the room to see if her brother wore
awake. When he did finally turn over
and open his eyes, he saw the young
girl standing by the bedside. He
groaned as lie recalled tlie’night and
his mother’s look, aud Bess said timid-
ly as she laid her hand on his forehead:
“George, I’m so sorry for you! Don't
you feel well?”
“1 feel as if my head would split
open. It aches as if some one was
chopping wood inside of it.”
“What makes you feel so?” asked
Bess innocently. “Did you eat too much
supper at the Brantleys'?"
Bess Bad-never seen any one drunk
before, and when George was helped to
bed the niglit before by liis father and
mother slie did not understand bis eOn
dition. She bad always adored her big
brother. It was not strange.she bad no
idea of bis habits.
George iouked at bis small sister cu
riously: thou, under air impulse lie
could-not explain, lie.drew her nearer
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to lnm-and said:
“Ross, I’m a bad follow. I was drunk
last night! Drunk — do you under
stand? Aud I’ve nearly killed mother!”
Bess was aghast at the confession
She pul nut her hand again.
“Oh. no. George!” Then with' a swift
revulsion of feeling she drew hack and
said, “How could you. with father feel
iug as lie does*/”
And little Bess, who was a creature
of very impulsive emotions, sat down
crying on what she supposed was a
cushion, but which was George’s tall
hat. accidentally covered with one end
of a comforter which had slipped off
the bed. Bess was a very plump little
creature, and as she picked herself up
and held up the hat George angrily ex
claimed:
“You’re always smashing my ihiugsr*
But the next minute he was sorry for
the words. . -7 — *
Bess retreated toward the door, quiv
ering under ihe injustice of the charge.
At the door she halted. She had some
thing of Clara's passionate temper, and
once in awhile she lei even her adored
brother George feel it, small , as she
was.
“George Hardy, if you think more of
your old stovepipe hat than you do of
your sister, all right. You’ll never get
any more of my mouth’s allowance.
And if I do smash your things l don’t
come home drunk at night and break'
mother’s heart. That’s what she’s
crying about this morning—that and
father’s queer ways; Oh, dear, 1 don’t
want to live; life is so full of trouble!”
And little 12-year-old Bess sobbed in
genuine sorrow.
George forgot his headache a minute.
“Come, Bess, come and kiss and
make up. Honest, now, I didn’t mean
it. I was bad to say what I'did. I’ll
buy a dozen hats and let you sit on,
them for fun. Don’t go away angry.
I'm-so miserable.”
He lay down and groaned, and Bess
went to him immediately, all her anger
vanished.
“Oh, let me get you something To
drive away your headache, and L’U
bring you up something nice to eat!
pother had Norah save something for
you. Didn’t you. mother?”
Bessie asked the question just as her
mother came in.
Mrs. Hardy said “Yes” and. going
up to George, sat down by him aud
laid her hand on his head, as his sister
had done.
The boy moved uneasily. He saw
the marks of great suffering on his
mother’s face, but he said nothing to
express sorrow for liis disgrace.
“Bess, will you go and get George
his breakfast?” asked Mrs. Hardy, and
the.minute she was gone the mother
turned to her son and said:
“George, do you love ^ne?”
George had been expecting some
thing different. He looked at his moth
er as the tears fell over her face, and
all that was still good In him rose up in
rebellion against tbe animal part. He
seized his mother’s hand and carried
It to his lips, kissed it reverently and
said in a low tone:
“Mother, I am unworthy. If you
knew”—
He checked himself, as if on the
verge of confession. His mother wait
ed anxiously and then asked:
“Won’t you toll me all ?”
“No; I eanlt.”
George shuddered, and at that mo
ment Bess came In hearing a tray with
toast and eggs and coffee. Mrs. Hardy
left Bess to look after her brother and
went out of the room almost abruptly.
George looked ashamed and after eat
ing a little told Bess to take the things
away. She looked grieved, and he
said:
“Can’t help it. I’m not hungry.. Be
sides. I don’t deserve all this attention.
Say, Bess, is father still acting under
his impression, or dream, or whatever
it was ?”
“Yes; he is.” replied Bess with much
seriousness, “and he is ever so good
now and kisses mother and all of us
goodby in the morning, and he is kind
and ever so good. I don’t believe he is
in his right mind. Will said yesterday
he thought father was non campus
meant us, and then he wouldn’t tell me
what it meant, but 1 guess be doesn’t
think father is just right intellectual-
ly.”
Now and then Bess got hold of a big
word and used it a great deal. Slie
said “intellectually” over twice, aDd
George laughed a little, but it was a
bitter laugh, not such as a boy of his
age has any business to possess, ne
lay down and appeared to be thinking
and after a while said aloud:
“I wonder if he wouldn’t Jet me have
some money while he’s feeling that
way?”
“Who?" queried Bess. “Father?"
“What! You here still. Curiosity?
Better take these things down stairs.”
George spoke with liis “headache
tone,” as Clara called it, and Bess
without reply gathered up the tray
things and went out, while George eon-
tinned to figure out in his hardly yetj
sober brain the possibility of his fa
tber letting him have more money with!
which to gamble, and yet in the very!
next room Mrs. Hardy knelt in an ago-J
ny of petition for that firstborn, crying
out of her heart:
“O God, it is more than I can bear!
To see him growing away, from me so!
Dear Lord, he thou, merciful to me.
Bring him back again to the life lie
used, to live! How proud I was of him!
What a joy he was to lire! And now.
and now! O gracious Father, if thou
art truly compassionate, hear me! Has
nut this foul demon of drink done harm
enough? That it should still come into
my home! Ah, but I have been Indif
ferent to the cries of other women, but
now it strikes me! Spare me, great and
powerful Almighty! My hoy! my heart's
hunger is for him! I would rather see
him dead than see him as I saw him
last night Spare me! spare me, O
God!”
Thus the mother prayed, dry eyed
and almost despairing, while he for
whom she prayed that heartbroken
prayer calculated, with growing cold
ness of mind, the chances of getting
more money from his father to use in
drink and at the gaming table.
O appetite, and thou spirit of gam
bling! Ye are twin demons with whom
many a fair browed young soul today
is marching arm in arm down the
dread pavement of hell’s vestibule,
lined with grinning skeletons of past
victims, aud yet men gravely discuss
the probability of evil and think there
is no special danger in a little specula
tion uow and them
Parents say. “Oh, my boy wouldn’t
do such a thing!” But how many know
really and truly what their boy is real
ly doing, aud how many of the youug
men would dare reveal to their moth
ers or fathers the places where they
have been and the amusements they
have lasted and the things for which
they have speut their money?
Mr. Hardy went at once to his ueigh
hors, ihe Caxtons, who lived only a
block away, lie had not been on speak
iug terms with the family for some
time, aud he dreaded the Interview
with tile sensitive dread of a very
proud aud stern willed man. But two
Janies himself came to the door with
his overcoal on and hat iu hand, evi
demly just ready lo go dowu lowti.
He started bac k at seeing Mr. Hardy.
“Are you going down town? I will
nof.ioiue in then, but walk aloug with
you:" said Mr. Hardy quietly.
So James came out, and the two
walked aloug together. There was aD
awkward pause for a minute; then Mr.
Hardy said:
“James, is it true that you and Clara
are engaged?”
“No. sir: that—is—not exactly what
you might call engaged. We would
like to lie."
Mr. Hardy smiled in spite of him-
self, and James added In a quickened
tone, “We would like to-be, with your
consent, sir."
Mr. Hardy walked on thoughtfully
and then glanced at the young man at
his side. Hi- was c feet tall, uot very
handsome, as Bessie laid frankly said,
-hut lie had a good face, a steady, clear
blue eye and resolute air. as of one
who was willing to work hard to get
what he wanted Mr. Hardy could uot
help contrasting him with his own
prematurely broken down son George,
and lie groaned inwardly as he thought
of the foolisli pride that would bar the
doors of Ills family-'to a young man
like James Caxton simply because he
was poor and because his father had
won in a contested election in which
the two older men were candidates for
the same office-
It did not take long to think all this.
Then lie said, looking' again at .the
young ninn with a businesslike look:
“Supposing you had my permission,
what are your prospects for suDport-
“ James, is ll true that you and Clara are
cngagcdX"
Ing my daughter? She has always
had everything slie wanted. What
could you give ber?”
The question might buve seemed cold
and businesslike. The tone was
thoughtful and serious.
A light flashed into James’ eyes, but
he said simply: “I am in a position to
make a thousand dollars a year next
spring. I earn something extra with
my pen at home.”
Mr. Hardy did not reply to this. He
said. “Do you know wbat a willful,
qnick tempered girl Clara Is?”
“I have known her from a little
child, Mr. Hardy. I feel as if I knew
her about as well as you do.”
“Perhaps'you know her better than
I do. I do uot know my child as I
should.”
The tone was not bitter, but intense
ly sad. The young man had, of course,
been greatly wondering at this talk
from Mr. Hardy and had observed the
change in liis manjter and his speech.
He looked at him now and noted the
pale, almost haggard, face and his ex
tremely thoughtful appearance.
“Mr. Hardy.” said James frankly,
“you are in trouble. I wish 1 could”—
“Thank you. No, you can’t help me
any in this except,” continued Mr.
Hardy, with a faint smile, “except you
solve this trouble between you and
my daughter.”
“There is no trouble between us, sir,”
replied James simply. “You know I
love her and have loved her for a long
time, and I believe I am able to sup
port her and make her lmppy. Won’t
you give your consent, sir? We are
not children. We know our minds.”
James was beginning to speak very
earnestly. He was beginning to hope
that the stern, proud man who had so
curtly dismissed him a little while be
fore would in some nnaccountable
manner relent and give him his heart’s
desire.
Mr. Hardy walked along in silence a
little way. Then he said almost
abruptly:
“James, do yon drink?”
“No, sir.”
“Or gamble?”
“You forget my mother, Mr. Hardy.”
The reply was almost stern.
Mrs. Caxton’s younger brother had
been ruined liy gambling. He had
come to the house one night, and in a
fit of anger because his sister would
not give him money to carry on his
speculation he had threatened her life.
James had interposed and at the risk
of his own life had probably saved his
mother’s. Mrs. Caxton had been so un
nerved by the scene that her health
had suffered from it seriously. All this
had happened when James was grow
ing out of boyhood. But not a day had
passed that the young man did not see
a sad result of that great gambling
passion in- his own mother’s face and
hearing, ne loathed the thought of a
vice so debasing that it ignored all the
tender ties of kindred and was ready
to stop at nothing in order to get
means for its exercise.
Mr. Hardy knew the story, and he.
exclaimed: “Forgive me, James. I did
not think.” Then, after a pause: “Are
you a Christian? 1 mean do you have
a faith in the revelation of Goa to men
through Jesus Christ, and do yon try to
live according to his teachings, with a
supreme love for God controlling life?
Do you live every day as if it might be
the last you would have to live?”
James started. Was Mr. Hardy out
of his mind? He had never heard him
talk Jike this before. The idea of Mr.
Hardy earing about Ills religious char
acter in the event of his becoming a
son-in-law was an idea too remote for
occurrence. He could see, however,
that some very powerful change had
taken place in Mr. Hardy’s usual de-
meanor. His words also produced a
strong effect upon the young uiau. He
was like thousands of young men—
temperate, honest, industrious, free
front vices, strictly moral, but without
any decided religious faith.
“Ant I a Christian?” he asked him-
self, echoing Mr. Hardy's question.
No; lie could not say that lie was. He
had never said so to any one. He had,
in fact, never been confronted with the
question before. So lie replied to Mr.
Hardy:
“No. sir; I don’t think I am what
would be called a Christian. As for liv
ing as if every day wore to be my last
—do you think that is possible, sir?”
Mr. llardy did not answer. He walk
ed along thoughtfully. Iu the course of
the "conversation they had reached the
corner where the young man turned
dowu to his office, and the two paused.
•N want to have another talk with
you,” Mr. Hardy said. “Today is Tues-^
day; say tomorrow eveniug. I waut ti
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